Looking back at Fengbo Pavilion, although he cannot escape the reincarnation of fate, in his previous life he was for power and fame, but in this life he is for the common people of the world and the common people. On December 29, the eleventh year of Shaoxing, the snow was so heavy and white that day. The moment the rope was put around his neck, countless scenes flashed before Yue Fei's eyes: his mother tattooing words on his back, Zhou Tong teaching him marksmanship, the beacon fire on Niutou Mountain, the Jaguar news in Zhuxian Town... The final scene was Han Xin's smile in Weiyang Palace - it was a kind of relief, a kind of detachment.
